𝐈𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐎𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞

Chapter 28 Dream

𝐕𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭- 𝟏𝟑𝟎
𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭- 𝟐𝟓

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A V Y A A N

I woke up to an empty, quiet flat. My head was pounding, and my mouth felt dry. My neck aching as I slept on the table in weird position.

I slowly sat up, rubbing my temples. What happened last night?

I had been drinking alone, feeling restless and emotional. And I called someone I guess. I should check my call history. I grabbed my phone unlocking it.

The last name was Nitika!!!!

Why did I call her? And what did I say???

Ughhh!!!

My head was about to explods trying to remember our conversation. Just then phone rang flashing Karan's name on it.

"Uh- hello?" He said awkwardly. Why he's talking like that?

"What?"

"You were drunk last night?"

"Yeah! But I don't remember anything" I said.

"You don't remember anything? Really bro, you want to know then?"

"You said that you like me" He laughed and continued "For a moment I thought you're gay but then I thought you must be drunk."

The fuck!

I remembered everything now! I mistakenly called Karan instead of Nitika and confessed to him and then-

I confessed my feelings to her.

Omg? What? I froze forgetting Karan is on line.

"Hello?"

"Karan, I confessed to Nitika!"

"Ohhhh!! Unexpected! What was her response then, Yes or No?"

My heart skipped a beat as I recalled the vulnerable moment. What had she said in response? Had she felt the same way?

"I don't remember anything" I said.

"Abey gajni ki aulaad"

I sighed.

"Will talk later" I said and hung up the call.

I needed to talk to her

But as I reached for my phone, I hesitated. What if she didn't feel the same way? What if I'd ruined our friendship? What if she's mad at me?

I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves. I had to face the music, no matter how scary it seemed.

As I stood there, my phone in hand, I couldn't shake off the feeling of uncertainty. What if Nitika didn't feel the same way? What if she thought I was crazy for confessing my feelings?

I thought back to our conversation, trying to recall her exact words. Had she said anything that could be interpreted as a sign of interest? Or had she just been polite, trying not to hurt my feelings?

My mind was a jumble of emotions, and I couldn't seem to think straight. I decided to take a shower, hoping the cold water would clear my head.

As I stood under the showerhead, the water pounding against my skin, I couldn't help but think about Nitika. What was she thinking right now? Was she feeling the same way?